#le end

It had caught her, as it always did. In the warm and vibrant flashing red lights of the club a blanket of crimson cascaded its softness along the bronze and ebony bodies pressing against one another. Flecks of gold and amber reflecting off each shimmering skin, sweat and adrenaline and hunger and lust pouring over their flesh and it was no wonder that it got to her. Or to them? Here, their senses were both overwhelmed and heightened, and on a night like this- meaning a need to free themselves from the strange tension building in the high-rise condo since Eva left him that key- they needed to be thrown into the abyss of where tension becomes sensuality.

Here, everything was left on the table. That was partly the theme of the club. A reserved night for only the select few with privies to even know about a guest list. A night where everyone was no one, free to leave their responsibilities, wives, and sexuality at the door. 

It had been a few months since Eva last stepped through those doors (and how long have they played their little cat/mouse-err wolf game?) and she wasn’t quite ready to decide why she decided to step through again but with him. But after a few choice drinks, a “few” being more than enough to have the bartender questioning their sanity, those questions and thoughts were left far from their radar. With each tilt of their misted tumbler against their burning lips, the heat of the drink stole away Eva’s carefully built boundaries and easily they were laughing again, dancing again. 

“Hey!” Eva slurred against his neck, a slow shiver hushed along her spine as he wrapped his arms around her lower back, a dangerous hand possessively gripping her ass. “I’m gonna grab more shots-” Her own hands crept to remove his, stepping away before shouting, “Stay here, ohkay?”

“Whah- Why?” His brows furrowed at her, the softness of his lips beginning to purse as they always did when she left him. Tyler reached to grasp her hand, to pull her back into the dancing crowd and back into his arms but she had already backed away- her scent following closely behind her. 

Eva stepped back up to the bar, staring her way into the front of the line without question and order two shots of the club’s own Moonshine- and another one for the road before she turned back to the crowd. She could still smell him from here, apart from the scent that had now managed to sneak its way into all of her clothes. She could smell the shampoo in his hair that she had washed in the shower this morning, the remnant of her own perfume on his skin from when they touched- and in some strange way it seemed to get stronger. 

“Here’s your drinks.”

The voice pulled her, weakly, away from the thought as she turned and down the first one on her own before grabbing the two and moved to head back to the dance floor.

“I told you to stay,” Eva laughed as she witnessed the disgruntled wolf pulling himself from the pile of gyrating bodies, his eyes quickly locking with hers and that damn smile of his met her just the same. Grinning as he sauntered towards her, hips forward as he moved.

“I hope that’s not another dog joke, Eva,” his brow rose, “I’m starting to keep count and that doesn’t look too good for you or that soft ass... Besides, I started to feel like I was in the petting zoo... or at work.”

 “It’s the same thing,” there a chuckle as the last word left her lips and they stood face to face, his hand snaking back to its claimed position on her lower back- ghosting the curves of her hip. He leaned in, a wicked smirk across his lips but there was something hidden behind his eyes and there a thought set if she’d hurt him- and maybe that was what really started it. The fear that she’d overstepped some kind of boundary because of her words, something that she’d barely cared about before when she was just fucking someone, but they were... Are, more than that... 

He took a breath to protest, and the sound drew her attention to his lips and without much warning to her more sensible side, Eva closed the gap and kissed him and the memory of his soft lips lifted in the back of her mind. It startled him, she knew, but he welcomed it, tentatively and patient until she took a parting breath and deepened the kiss. The grip around her hip strengthened as she felt another hand move to grasp the other, pulling her closer with a needful growl reverberating against his chest while she answered in kind. Her hips rolled against his briefly until she pulled away, half regret, half relief.